Chapter Thirty-Six
DAISY
Daisy had managed to clean up the mess the mug had left while blood dripped everywhere. She really needed to clean her foot, but she didn’t do well with cuts. And she knew there was probably some glass in her foot. There was no way she was going to clean her foot and stay conscious.
She needed to call somebody, but she didn’t know who wouldn’t immediately call her Daddy.
She didn’t want him to worry. Calling one of his friends was a good way for him to worry and demand that he come back.
And while she wanted him there, she knew that he would have to go to Virginia to finish everything up, and she didn’t want him to go again.
“Think, Daisy, think,” she muttered to herself.
Daisy picked up her phone and rang Janelle.
“I thought you were taking it easy today,” Janelle said when she answered the phone.
“I know you don’t mind looking at blood. Is that still correct?” Daisy asked, ignoring what Janelle had said.
She was supposed to be taking it easy since her mind was preoccupied with her Daddy, but nothing seemed to be easy anymore.
“What’s wrong?” Janelle asked as she started a video call.
“I need you to look at my foot and tell me whether it’s really bad or not. I can’t look at it without the thought of passing out, so I need you to,” Daisy managed to explain as her foot continued to throb.
“Show it to me.”
Daisy set her phone against the leg of the chair and sat down, showing her foot and looking away from the camera. She didn’t want to see a bit of it.
Chilli had stayed close to her during the day, but when she hurt her foot, everything got worse, and her dog wouldn’t leave her side.
“Shit, Daisy. You need to get that looked at right now. I don’t think it needs stitches, but you need to get the glass out. And you need to bandage it up properly,” Janelle said.
“You know I can’t do that. I’m going to pass out just thinking about it,” Daisy said, already feeling a little woozy.
“Didn’t Asher say he was going to have people check in on you? What about you talking to one of them and having them come and help you?” she suggested.
“You don’t think I’ve thought about that? I have, but if they come and look at my foot, they’re going to tell Daddy. He’s going to demand to come back. I can’t do that to him when he has a job to do.”
But Daisy knew that she couldn’t keep the glass in her foot, and she wasn’t going to be able to take it out herself. The longer it was in her foot, the more prone she was to infection, and if that happened, then Daddy really wouldn’t be happy with her.
“Then what are you going to do? Your Daddy isn’t going to be happy if he finds out you kept glass in your foot and just bled on the floor. I won’t be happy and I know you’re in pain,” Janelle said.
“I don’t know. I really don’t know what I’m going to do, but I need to think of something.
If I call one of the Littles, then their Daddies are going to know.
If they come, they’re going to tell my Daddy, and then he’s going to come back here, and I’m going to feel guilty that he had to leave early.
Even though I desperately want him to come back and take care of me. ” She whispered the last sentence.
It had taken everything in her not to get on her phone and call Daddy. She didn’t want to tell him that it was because he’d said he loved her. She didn’t want him to feel guilty about causing her harm.
“But you know that you’re not going to be able to do it. I know you aren’t going to drive in this condition. I don’t want you to because you’re in pain and you’re distracted. Which means you need to contact one of them and have them come check on you,” Janelle said.
Daisy took a deep breath and nodded. She had already looked around the living room and kitchen at the trail of blood she was leaving behind with every step she took.
“Okay, I’ll contact one of them,” she mumbled, not liking the idea of contacting them.
“If I don’t hear from you in thirty minutes, I’m going to call the club and get them to come check you out. You’d better text me after you call one of them to let me know that they’re coming,” Janelle threatened.
“Maybe make it an hour,” Daisy tried.
“Thirty minutes, and not a minute more. I know you are going to overthink this if you have an hour. And then you’re not going to end up calling them, so I need you to call them in the next thirty minutes,” Janelle replied.
“I’m hanging up now, which means you are going to call them right after this. ”
“Fine,” she whispered.
She was really going to do this, but she didn’t want to. She knew that so many things were going to happen after this phone call. All of it was going to lead to Daddy coming back early, and she didn’t want that.
Janelle hung up, and Daisy stared at her phone for several minutes before grabbing it and standing. Chilli whined, pressing her nose into Daisy’s leg as black dots appeared in her vision.
“I’m okay,” she whispered as she tried to take a step.
But she wasn’t fine, and before she knew it, everything around her went black.